Back by poplar demand, Jolly Rancher. Anyway this one should be long since I know you guys like it!!

AN: The title comes up later you'll see ^_^ V

Also I did see a bunch of mistakes so I'll try to watch that.

'blah' thoughts/reading



Heero automatically headed to the one place he new Duo would be during a free hour, their room. He walked in; Duo stopped his pacing and sat down, "Well go ahead. Tell me how I compromised the mission, how I should blend in and how I'm a baka go on I'm ready."

He almost smiled at his partner's antics, almost. "You have two weeks detention and I have to tutor you during this hour." That said he sat down in front of his laptop.

Duo sighed and laid back on his bed, "Well then I'm getting some sleep. You might want to try doing... something besides sitting in front of that thing." With that he turned over, back facing the other occupant of the room.

It was in the late afternoon, after fifth and sixth hour had gone by that a familiar beep was heard in the room. Heero looked up from his homework and Duo nodded his head to the beat of the song playing on his portable mini disc player. Heero moved over to his laptop and read over the mission requirements and with a grim face and alerted Duo to the fact by shutting off the player. "I suggest you read this Duo."

Duo stood behind Heero reading over his shoulder, and liked, no loved it. Heero to loved the feeling of Duos warm body so near to his. The fore mentioned pilot read over the mission, "Two pilots, get in, get info. and get out. Not to hard, oh it's me and Quat. Good thing we have to weekend I'll tell him go ahead and tell J that the mission will go over like ice." Duo walked out of their shared room and went to Quatre and Trowa's.

~*~*~28 Hours later~*~*~

Quatre had been shot, in his upper arm, he himself didn't fair any better. They parted ways and went to their separate rooms. Duo silently slipped in and dropped his bag at the foot of his bed and walked into the bathroom. Making sure to shut the door all the way before turning on the light he blinked at the sudden whiteness invaded his vision. He sighed seeing the pale person in the mirror, it wasn't him, couldn't be he always smiled; he never looked like this. With that mind track he determined that the person in the mirror was not him and left him alone. Five minutes later, a load of threats and a lot of cursing at his shirt it was off. "Shit," He looked at the boy in the mirror, "Man buddy you look like…shit." Another hour passed before he was able to climb in bed, dressed in a large T-shirt and boxers, wounds poorly bandaged. The mirror boy, over the hour, had gained the name Bob. Bob had two gun shot wounds, right shoulder and below the left side of the ribcage, along with other lacerations. But those thoughts escaped him as he drifted off to sleep.

Heero was up at the normal 6:05am and immediately noticed his partner was back. He would never admit it out loud but the braided youth could sneak up on him whenever he wanted, that's how he pulled so many pranks, when he wanted to be Duo was quite the gundam pilot. That thought in it's self brought a small smile to his lips. Gathering his robe he took a short warm shower and was dressed twenty minutes after waking, it was a routine and he never changed it; never saw a reason to. He sat down at the desk and opened the laptop frowning at the note stuck to it. He pulled it off, 'Hey Hee-chan the disc is the front pocket of my bag. Wake me up BEFORE noon ok?' He smirked at the signature, 'Or else, Duo' He set the note with some of his stuff and got said disc for the black bag, and smiled at the sleeping boy. In sleep was the only time he was silent, peaceful…beautiful, he shook his head. What was he thinking? Duo would never be his so he shouldn't bother thinking about it. After sending the information to Dr. J he looked at the clock, 11:20 already. Couldn't be, he'd only been there for a few minutes right? ' No Baka you were watching and thinking about him!' He sighed, that's where the time went it always seemed to fly when he was near the boy.

He spent another ten minutes deciding weather or not to get lunch for Duo, he no doubt would not have had time during the mission; he grinned Duo would love lunch brought to him…

He met up with Trowa on his way to the lunch room, "How's Quatre?"

Trowa sighed, he looked as if he'd been up al night, "Shot, tired but he'll be fine soon. Duo?"

He shrugged, "Sleeping. I've sent J all the information he needs, he said to lay low for a while."

That was the extent of most of their conversations, the simply facts and a question or two to make sure the other knew they were concerned. Both made to lunches and headed back towards their respective room, although Trowa had a slight glimmer in his eye.

The spiky haired boy looked at the clock while shutting the door, 11:45. He set the plates down and moved over to the bed. "Duo wake up." It was harsh, cold he hated the fact, the sleeping pilot didn't stir. He sat on the bed side and shook the him, "Duo its noon already."

Duo finally opened his eyes, "Why in hell are you getting me up" Heero gave him a look, "Oh right, the note." He sat up, "Man I could eat a horse!"

"Hn. Ham and cheese." He headed him the plate with a sandwich, and stood. "How was the mission?"

"It was a trap! I still can't believe me and Quat made it out alive. He got hurt though." He said between bites

"So I've heard, and you?"

"Fine. . ." Duo smirked. "Didn't know you cared Heero."

"Hn." Heero pulled a bag of jolly ranchers from his pocket and tossed them to Duo. "Here."

"What's this for?" Duo received no answer, so he opened the bag and dumped the contents on the bed. "Man, I hate this. You always get mostly grape no one likes grape." With that he began throwing the grapes away. He happily put to watermelon ones in his mouth, "So did I miss much?"

Heero sat on his bed and shook his head, "Nothing of importance happened, Dr. J said to lay low."

They stayed like that for a while, Duo separating the colors, then mixing them up and doing it again. He looked up at Heero, who had been quietly watching, "Want one?" Heero nodded. "What kind?"

"Grape."



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Sorry this look so long fellow gwing lovers and obsession fans. . . . This fic will only be a three or four parter so keep checking it!!!!!